Lurel was born in a small village where she lived comfortably with her parents. The village was somewhat incestuous, as it was mainly populated by the descendants of an elf (a very rare species) who lived among their "lovers", or sexual slaves.

Her father was born in the colony and had been a sexual slave at one point in his life. He was a traumatized and emotionally detached man, though not completely unresponsive. Her mother came from a distant elven colony and, despite being mostly human, also carried elven blood.

Her parents loved each other despite not being particularly affectionate. Lurel remembered small moments between them: intertwining their fingers or standing together by a window, quietly admiring the beautiful landscape.

When she was about 160 years old, roughly equivalent to an eight-year-old human child, she wandered away from her village absentmindedly and eventually became lost. She survived by hunting and living off the land for around four years before building herself a cabin she could call home. She never cried and never begged. She had never truly learned about emotions, having spent her life either alone or surrounded by dazed, almost zombie-like people back in the village.

At the age of 200, she was finally discovered by royal guards and taken under their wing. Over the next fifty years, she trained under a knight who became a motherly figure to her. During that time, she found lovers, built meaningful relationships and gradually connected with the people around her.

By the time she reached 260 years of age, her mentor had passed away. her at the time lover died soon after, followed gradually by many of the people she had grown close to. As an elf, Lurel learned to accept grief as a natural part of life. Acceptance did not erase the pain. She longed to have her loved ones back, but that longing never stopped her from living a content and fulfilling life.

Over the following decades, she had three more lovers and steadily climbed the ranks of nobility. Eventually she became a cherished royal guard. She was not famous, but her name was well known among those interested in swordsmanship and  by those within the palace's inner circles.

Then, during a mission alongside a small group of knights, her life took a sudden turn. The mission was a trap. Her group was ambushed and she was captured.

She awoke in a prison cell and was sold into entertainment slavery. Shackled in her cell until a handler dragged her into a massive arena, she was forced to fight for the amusement of others. She had become an enslaved gladiator.

The slaves were either locked in cells or chained to walls, their hands bound behind their backs, and almost as an act of mockery, the key to each slave's restraints hung around their own neck.

There, she met a woman whose legs had both been broken. The woman and her husband, who remained outside the gladiatorial system, had devised an escape plan. Lurel seduced the woman with sexual favors in exchange for taking her place in the plan. The woman, without anything to lose since she was gravely injurned and would most likely never make it out, agreed to abandon the escape and allow Lurel to leave instead with her husband.

After roughly 64 years as a gladiator, the excape was a success.

At 394 years old she lived with the woman's husband at his forge. She occasionally helped with his work and learned a few blacksmithing skills as a way of repaying the kind man who had given her shelter. Despite this, she spent most of her time isolated in her room.

Many of the neighbors pitied her. Her beauty, combined with her noble bearing and her cold yet humble personality, made her strangely charming. Yet she never went out of her way to impress anyone and only did what was necessary.

The main story begins when Lurel is around 400 years old, roughly equivalent to a human in their mid to late 20s.

//tips? plotholes? anytging dosent make sense or could be better? too corny? ideas? thougths? i dont know anything anymore.... the image attached is how i imagined her and so i drew her 

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